D.G. Redd is an Australian writer who loves fantasy and science fiction with a healthy dose of humor. A firm believer that a dull life isn’t worth living, his stories don’t often take themselves too seriously, creating a fun escape into worlds filled with adventure and wit. With a background in table-top role-playing games and reading too many books, D.G. Redd draws inspiration from years of imaginative adventures to fuel their storytelling.
A Semi-Finalist in both the BBYNA and SPFBO awards, they have been recognized for their unique voice and creative narratives. When not writing, D.G. Redd is likely taking his children on adventures dressed as a wizard.
Coins & Kobolds
Oh gods no, not a dragon. Could this job get any harder?
The crazy old wizard only said Gruntarg needed to deliver a package. Nothing about murderous elves or dragons. He certainly didn’t mention kobolds. Yet, here she was, glorified delivery service, compelled to continue through any danger to save her clan.
Meanwhile Mrith’throdenaurix searches for his lost coin. He couldn’t have misplaced it. No, a thief. Maybe an elf, or one of the formicidae? Is that orc-scent in the air?
Will Gruntarg deliver the package before the elves catch her? Or will the dragon’s quest for a lost treasure burn her up before it has a chance? What in the hells is in this package anyway?
You Can’t Prevent Prophecy
Are prophecies the inevitable will of the gods, or just the fever dreams of hallucinating shaman?
Josephus believes he is the Chosen One. His quest is nearly complete — just one more ancient (and priceless) artefact to recover. Much of his success is owed to his ever-loyal kobold sidekick. Maybe it’s time to repay the little guy — perhaps a new cloak?
But ancient artefacts attract unwanted attention. Penellina, a determined halfling thief, has her sights set on the same treasure. She’s got a reputation to maintain as the greatest burglar around, and she’s not about to let some pompous Chosen One get in her way.
Their paths will collide. Thief or Chosen One will fail. But it’s dangerous to toy with prophecy — that kind of arrogance might doom the world.
Harald’s Adventure Wares
Adventurers are only good for one thing. Taking them for every coin they have.
Harald has eked out a living peddling adventuring gear for years. The pay’s never impressive, but every wide-eyed young hero makes for an easy mark. Coin by copper coin, he makes do, working nights to perfect his ticket to a more substantial life — his inaugural magic weapon. All he needs is a few more mushrooms.
But a pesky goblin has taken up residence in the only cave his mushrooms grow in. What’s he supposed to do? This is the sort of task adventurers should be taking care of.
Will they? Or is Harald going to be forced to go down there himself? What’s a goblin doing in a little cave in the middle of nowhere anyway?
Lost Distillation
You can’t hide in the wizard academy tower forever. Eventually you’re going to get found out.
Varista isn’t a wizard, she’s a thief, and not a well-accomplished one. After an accidental fire, she ran and hid in the first place she could find. For months she’s spent her time dodging questions and the notice of students.
In the city outside, Peronyl Landowe continues his quest to climb the council ladder by any means necessary, even illegal ones. Capturing Varista will go a long way to securing his place, if only he could find her.
Now magic is disappearing from the world, and Varista has been ordered into the city to solve the crisis. No problem, all she has to do is avoid notice. However, Landowe never let a good calamity go to waste, maybe someone at the wizard academy tower could be persuaded to help him?
Will Varista uncover the plot to rid the world of magic, or will Landowe catch the thief before his own crimes come to stab him in the back? Maybe they’re both being manipulated by another, more sinister power?
Old Wizards Home
The problem with immortal wizards is they don’t die.
Meet Rodius Drach, the dark lord, scourge of all that is good and kind. Magically imprisoned ten thousand years ago, he yearns for freedom, to wreak havoc upon the world and the white wizard who captured him.
But his evil deeds are now legend. Converted into a home for dangerously senile magic-users, his prison is but a shell of its former self. And what’s this, a new nurse? Her blood runs heavy with forgotten magic, her desires for power unmistakable.
Will he convince this young whippersnapper to join him on his black crusade of conquest or is he doomed to spend another eternity in the old wizards home?
Wild Diplomacy
Can a monstrous diplomat opera singer strike an accord with the civilized races?
Foress the gnoll is a seasoned diplomat whose expertise lies in fostering harmony between tribes. From orcs to kobolds to goblins, she has woven a tapestry of understanding among the wild peoples.
Now Foress sets out on a monumental challenge, establishing diplomatic relations with the city-dwellers. But men and elves are distrustful beasts, full of racial prejudice and ignorance.
Can she transcend boundaries and cultivate mutual respect in this uncharted territory? Her unique musical prowess might just be the key to unlocking new avenues of cultural exchange.
The Unicorn Heist
When everything goes to sh*t, will friends stay fast, or will the life they’ve built crumble around them?
Galan and Grog are the last vestiges of the once-potent Thieves’ Guild. The pub’s boarded up, the beer’s stale. But Galan has a plan.
An elven druid has contacted him with a commission: stealing a unicorn from a nobleman vampire. How hard could it be? The sentinels will never catch Galan or Grog in the act — not unless there’s an informant in their midst. All they need to do is put together a crack-team of unicorn bandits and head to the capital for a pay day.
Of course, stealing from a vampire might have dangerous consequences, and no one in this adventuring party has been telling the whole truth, have they? One thing’s for certain; when the stake comes down, friendships fall with it.